She is really a green tea bitch!

Until returning to Shuangshui Village, Cheng Maixiang kept marveling at Zhao Linlin's clever tactics.

She deliberately provoked Cheng Maixiang in public, knowing she would be fiercely counterattacked and might even be scolded by the people around her, but she still did it without hesitation. The reason was simple: she just wanted to leave the impression on that fool Liu Wenzheng that everyone was targeting her and bullying her!

Cheng Maixiang knew without a doubt that she must have been playing the victim in front of Liu Wenzheng, putting all the blame on that unlucky guy Wu Jiadong, saying that he had deceived her feelings and then abandoned her for his own future, causing her to be criticized and cursed by thousands of people.

In fact, she also successfully brainwashed Liu Wenzhen, otherwise he would not have ignored public opinion and dared to stand up and confront those who laughed at her to defend the goddess in his mind.

Tsk tsk tsk, Zhao Linlin is really capable. She used me as a gun when I wasn't paying attention.

Seeing that Cheng Maixiang had been silent and deep in thought, Cheng's mother was afraid that she would recall those sad things, so she dug out the design of the overalls and looked at it carefully. "Maizi, I can make this dress too. Why don't I make these twenty sets of clothes for you?"

"Mom, are you too tired?"

"We farmers don't find farm work tiring, so this is nothing. If we set up a clothing factory in the future, you'll want Mom to take care of it, right? How can we even make clothes?"

Too.

Cheng Maixiang agreed, and Cheng's mother said to her, "It's all thanks to Xiaolin this time that we negotiated such a high price for the clothes. But I think we shouldn't take advantage of them too much, or we can give them a handkerchief with each piece of clothing."

Cheng Maixiang's eyes lit up. This was a good idea.

Cheng's mother had some useless embroidery pieces, some of which were bright and juicy peonies, some of which were clumps of green bamboo, and some of which were flowers, birds, fish and insects. The embroidery was exquisite, the colors were bright, and they looked lifelike.

These things can be embroidered on handkerchiefs, or sewn on bags and clothes. They are rare decorations. These things are not popular in the countryside now, but the last time I went to the county town, Cheng Maixiang vaguely felt that bright colors had begun to emerge in the city.

Especially Ruan Peiling’s friends in the art troupe, who are at the forefront of fashion. If they see fashionable things, they will not care about money.

Just do it.

Cheng Maixiang was concentrating on painting. It happened that she had just bought a roll of light pink cloth from the supply and marketing cooperative in the town. She planned to design a small women's handbag to hold some of the things girls often use, and the handbag would be embroidered with different patterns.

She also absorbed the concept of waist bags in later generations and added straps to the handbags, which could be tied around the waist, freeing up her hands for other things and also serving as decoration for clothes.

Mother Cheng stepped on the sewing machine and turned to look at Cheng Maixiang who was drawing intently. The worry in her heart was finally completely put aside.

Fortunately, my daughter has some knowledge of painting, otherwise I really don’t know what to use to divert her attention.

As dusk fell, Cheng Maixiang helped her mother bring the prepared food to the table and divide the bowls and chopsticks. The door opened and three children rushed in chattering.

Originally, after the separation, the three families ate separately, but Cheng's second wife was a person who loved to take advantage. She and Cheng's second brother could not come to Cheng's mother for free meals, so they instigated their three children to come during meal times. Cheng's mother could not chase them away, so she prepared meals for them every day. Over time, it became a routine.

Mother Cheng didn't want Cheng's eldest sister-in-law to suffer, so she suggested that her two children come to eat as well. However, she couldn't take care of the meals for five children by herself, and both families had to pay her the corresponding amount of grain every year. Although Cheng's second sister-in-law was not happy, Cheng's eldest sister-in-law readily agreed, and she couldn't openly oppose it, as she just felt that her family had suffered a loss.

The three children sat down at the dinner table. Before Cheng's mother could say anything, Cheng's second brother's youngest son Ai Dang hurriedly picked up the rice and started eating it in big mouthfuls. Ai Guo and Qiao Mai, the eldest brother Cheng's children, sat obediently and waited until Cheng's mother brought up the rice bowl before they started eating.

As everyone was eating, Qiaomai suddenly said to Cheng Maixiang with a gloating smile, "Aunt, you know, that bad woman Zhao Linlin caused a big trouble today!"

It turns out that what happened at the supply and marketing cooperative at noon spread to the village so quickly?

Cheng Maixiang was startled, and her mother tapped Qiaomai on the head with her chopsticks. "You little girl, why do you like to gossip so much?"

"Grandma, I'm not spreading gossip. I just want my aunt to know so that she can vent her resentment. Humph, it's all because of that shameless Zhao Linlin."

Now that's good, she no longer has the ability to steal other people's men. She was forced to agree to the Liu family's marriage. Doesn't she look down on us farmers? From now on, she is also a country girl. Let's see how she can look down on others in the future! "

Qiaomai was furious. In her eyes, her aunt was the most beautiful girl in Shuangshui Village, yet she was being bullied by an educated youth from the city. Whenever she thought of this, she felt sorry for her aunt.

Cheng Maixiang and Cheng's mother looked at each other. Neither of them expected that Zhao Linlin and Liu Wenzhen would get engaged so quickly.

"Humph, what's there to be happy about that bad woman's engagement? She bullied our aunt, so she should never find a husband!"

Four-year-old Cheng Aidang is chubby all over and is a typical foodie. His personality is completely different from his second brother and his wife. When he heard what Qiaomai said, he stuffed his mouth full and did not forget to make a comment.

Qiaomai pursed her lips in disdain: "What do you know at such a young age? People in the village say that Zhao Linlin is very proud and looks down on us country people.

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